Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Whinging, Part II



Maybe you have the flu.  Or an ovarian cyst.  In other words, we're completely fucking useless.
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3 comments:

  1. The MistressJune 6, 2012 at 7:04 PM

    I Googled "pain in the ass" and your name popped up.

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    1. Anonymous, tooJune 6, 2012 at 7:45 PM

      I didn't know Peenee's first name and middle initial were "Preparation H."! (All y'all gotta quit feeding me straight lines, or I'm gonna need to join Weight Watchers.)

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  2. jasonJune 6, 2012 at 9:37 PM

    Goodness...Now I'm worried! You take care of yourself out there.

    Anyway I blame that Creature from the Blore/Lorre Lagoon brunch you had. I'm sure that's how you get ovarian cysts, from bad brunches.

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